205 Eating blissfully (1/2)

As Helial brought a glass to his lips, he stroked Lumia's silver head with his other hand. In the past days, he had spent a lot of time with his sister and his other companions, wandering for the streets of Orma and living carefree. It had been a long time since any of them enjoyed a few days off, without any thought on their mind.

Helial, besides, had learned an important lesson from Alexander: one must enjoy his victories and give his mind the calm needed to prepare for the next storm. A long and tiring siege must always be followed by an equally large feast.

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Not being fully autonomous financially, Helial had decided to please his companions and accompany them to celebrate in a place worthy of the efforts they had made, hoping not to squander too many funds of the Clan of Sacred Eagle...

However, seeing the portions Snowflake was gulping down eagerly, Helial was beginning to feel his forehead beading with sweat.

The cook, shocked by the number of orders from their table, had deigned to leave his hob to face the Goblin who had decided to finish all the ingredients he had in the restaurant. He was surprised to see a large cat, armed with a bib and golden cutlery.

”Old bastard, where is the remaining lasagna?” swore Snowflake, realizing that the flow of food had suddenly stopped.

”You bastard fatty cat”, swore Apicio, Coquinaria's chef, with a benevolent smile on his face, ”my biggest wish is to feed the customers, but if you go on like this the ingredients for lasagna will finish. You should order something else; always eating the same thing is not healthy at all.”

”Healthy? This Supreme Cat doesn't need to be healthy, only to eat his fucking lasagna.”

Apicio laughed and replied blow for blow to Snowflake's curses. Having a customer so satisfied with his lasagna did nothing but flatter him.

At one point, while continuing to talk to Snowflake, the cook had an idea: despite being a warrior in the Eighth Phase and his art being secret to the people who ate in his restaurant, the Goblin took some portable stove in the main room and started preparing a series of different and refined dishes in front of his customers, cooking and serving at the same time. With such a high Level, multitasking a bit did not stop him from continuing to argue with the cat.

”And what are these?” Snowflake said, voraciously sinking his teeth into two huge omelettes.

”You bastard, don't talk while eating, you're spitting half the stuff in your mouth on me and on the table. Nothing should be wasted here, it that clear? ”

Snowflake, after belching loudly, took the plate in his front paws and began cleaning it with his tongue, then he held it out again towards the cook, who did nothing but fill it, on command.

The customers all around had their eyes wide with amazement. That luxurious and refined place, where it was necessary to beg the chef to gain entrance, was now at the mercy of a gluttonous cat.

And not only that: most of the customers came from noble families and were nothing short of scandalized by the disaster that Snowflake brought with him as he ate.

Spurts of omelettes, lasagna, béchamel and basically anything were flying through the air, without sparing the faces and clothes of anyone present.

Helial had raised a translucent Mana curtain to shield himself from that massacre. Just as he tried to enjoy the wine in his glass, produced in the countryside surrounding Orma and flavoured with a special herb that stimulated the increase of Health Points, Helial felt a shiver run down his back. Without thinking twice, he unleashed his senses in all directions.

Skill Activated:

Perception

The boy felt that someone was staring at him with a murderous Aura. Yet according to his calculations, the Sect of the Worthy would never have made a move against him in the open. He could not understand who was so crazy as to manifest his murderous intent in broad daylight towards Cesar's disciple.

A black shadow appeared behind him and everyone in the restaurant froze, except Snowflake, who continued to eat, unperturbed.

Helial, without even turning around, finally recognized the Aura that was attacking him and understood that the person behind him was much more dangerous than any mercenary of the Sect.

Leaning forward, the shadow brought her plump lips to Helial's ear, lightly brushing it.

”You are eating in the most exclusive place in Orma and instead of your fiancée you bring a cat that looks like a sewer, two wacky Goblins and a little girl who should have been in bed for some time already?”